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At the foot of the mountains, deep in the Grand Gorge, white geese fly together and tall towers stand.

The wall of this tower is old and has mottled colors and occasionally incomplete, but it is even more ancient and solemn. On the edge of the tower stands a white goose made of glass. The glass is often colorful, but when the sunset sweeps the goose carvings, the goose with its neck and palms is surprisingly white, like a crystal clear snowflake.

In the sunset, people came and went in the courtyard outside the tower, including brocade clothes and jade robes, gorgeous clothes, and ragged and simple clothes, but with solemn expressions on their faces, and they were not smiling. When passing by the tower, they would stand up straight and bow to the plaque that had been many years old.

There are two words engraved on the plaque, all things are.

There are only a few people in the world who know the Changmen Dharma Assembly. Among the few people who know the Changmen Dharma Assembly, few people know the existence of the Wanfa Sect.

The Changmen Dharma Assembly adheres to the principle of tolerance. Anyone who is willing to kill demons can enter Changmen as long as he has the ability and is willing to act according to orders. On the surface, Changmen is an extremely loose organization, and perhaps even the sect is not called a sect. In fact, it is indeed the case. However, if there is one Wanfa Sect, it is very different. The Wanfa Sect is the only sect in the Changmen, and all the elders and Dharma guardians are out, while the sect leaders are elected once every three years and have been in office for only three years. From elders to ordinary congregations, as long as they are qualified, they can compete for the position of the sect leader.

After all, there are not many hierarchical differences in the Nagato. Wealth, honor, poverty and humbleness are equally treated, but they are existences outside the Great Kuang.

At this time, on the seventh floor of the tower, the elders, guardians, and deacons all sat down and surrounded an old man in an official robe.

"That lay Buddhist Wuxie is a divine master?"

After a long time, an old man with long white eyebrows couldn't help but ask.

"All the divine masters have left, and there is no divine master in Dakuang."

The old man in the head sneered and said, his face was half black and half white. Not only him, most of them were wearing masks. The masked ones were all well-known superiors. Those who did not wear masks were either born in Wanfa Sect or were ordinary peddlers and pawns, and were not afraid of being discovered.

"But the Great Elder said in person?"

The old man with long white eyebrows was wearing a hat, a fishing rod on his back, and a horse face.

"yes."

The old man in the official robe nodded, with a arrogant tone.

"Even so, the cultivation level of the Wuxie layman may be not far from the Great Elder. Looking at Da Kuang's eyes, there are only a handful of people who can kill the demon dragon alone."

Another person spoke, and after the words came to a silence in the tower.

Everyone had a name in their hearts, Lu Fengqi, the world's number one general who guarded Zhongdu.

No one knows whether Lu Fengqi has killed a dragon, but if there is a dragon in the world, it is Lu Fengqi.

Now, there are no evil lay Buddhists in Jiangnan, who are hidden in the north and hidden in the south. They don’t know which one is stronger or who is weak.

"First, Lu Feng caused a good thing to me, Changmen, and another lay Buddhist, Wuxie, dared to ignore my Changmen so much. Not only did he humiliate Miss Feng, he also killed Goose Fairy."

The old man in the official robe said slowly, and his words seemed to be filled with anger, but his tone was still calm.

The Changmen Dharma Assembly believes in goose immortals, which is the ancestral system. There are also hundreds of goose immortals on the banks of the lake in the mountains. This goose is extraordinary. It can swim but not walk, fly but not run. It spreads its wings and sways high, which is comparable to the legendary big roll. Only those above deacons are qualified to ride.

Every goose fairy is full of the hard work of Changmen for generations and is extremely precious, but she was killed by Wuxie layman last night, which is a great shame to the entire Changmen.

After the old man in the official robe finished speaking, no one answered. He looked around the people present. He smiled contemptuously and said, "We will kill the monsters and benefit the world, but there are still people who don't appreciate it. The Lords dare not touch Lu Fengqi, and the lay Buddhist Wuxie must be unable to provoke him either."

As soon as he finished speaking, many guardians showed anger. An elderly man with bamboo strips on his shoulders suddenly slapped the case, stood up angrily, pointed at the old man in the official robe and roared: "The sect leader repeatedly used this stimulus method, but regarded us as a three-year-old child. If you hadn't been bold and arbitrary in violation of the ancestral regulations, how could you cause gossip and anger Lu Fengqi? We gathered in Changmen just to kill demons and eliminate demons, but you want to get involved in the secular struggle... You are ambition and are determined to drag my Changmen into the disaster. How can you control my Changmen?"

No matter how the old man ridiculed him, the contemporary sect leader of Wanfa Sect was indifferent, with a faint smile on his lips under the mask, and he was enjoying the tea leisurely.

It took him a long time to raise his head, look at the old man who was still angry, and sneered: "Has the Green Bamboo Man finished speaking?"

"you......"

The old man was so angry that his beard trembled and he was already angry. Several people from the Changmen who were also unmasked in the mask kept winking at Lu Zhuweng, but he ignored it and stared at the leader of the Changmen with anger, looking at the posture that he seemed to be eating him alive.

"If you insist on doing something wrong, the congregation will be betrayal and will not die well!"

After holding it in for a long time, the old man finally couldn't help but roar.

The sunset glow penetrates the white jade on the eaves of the tower, filters into milky white through the thick beams and wood, illuminating the hall of Wanfa, which is dozens of mattresses.

The old man sitting in the head of the official robe suddenly stepped up and took two steps to walk to the window with his hands in his arms, looked at the thousands of mountains and valleys outside the tower, and sneered.

"I and you and others who have never changed their lives are really a shame. I killed demons and eliminated demons and sanctioned the world, but I only ended up in a three or four miles of land, wearing masks all day long to hide in Tibet. I am doing extraordinary things, and now all the divine masters are gone, and the chaos in the country is about to begin. It is the time when I Changmen is showing off my strength. The demons in the market can be killed, and the demons in the prefectures can be killed. In the court, the great demons sitting high next to the seal can be removed by one law and one talisman?"

As he said that, the leader of the Changmen Sect slowly turned around and swept over the panicked Changmen people - most of whom were unmasked, while those wearing masks were calm and composed.

"It is not unclear that the emperor is stupid. It is actually a great demon who hides in the court, bullies the emperor, disrupts the court rules, and harms the people. You and others kill the demons in the city and prefectures and counties, which is a small way. If you can work together to kill the giant demon of the court, you will be the best way!"

After the words came, the unmasked people in the hall were dumbfounded and looked at the old man in the official robe in disbelief.

They knew the ambition of the current sect leader wolf, but they did not expect that his ambition was far beyond what everyone thought...

"You, you...you actually want to usurp the throne in a certain dynasty!"

Lu Zhuweng stared at the leader of the Changmen Sect in a daze, his body trembling, and was speechless in shock and anger.

The Changmen has been around for nearly 100 years and has a long history. The first of the tenets passed down by our ancestors is to strictly prohibit being involved in secular disputes.

Although the sect leader’s actions over the years are not too out of order, they actually violate the first purpose. The members of the Nagato Ye Sect did not do anything, but just waited quietly for the election not long after. Who would have thought that before the election came, the sect leader would summon the head of the sect, the famous general Wuxie lay Buddhist in the south, and even said such tragic words.

The old man wearing a hat and long white eyebrows moved his heart and quickly looked out the window.

In the setting sun, the Changmen Dharma Assembly was as quiet as this, and there was no trace of human being outside the tower, with a hint of strangeness in the empty space.

"I don't have any speculations, so I'll say goodbye first."

Holding the Green Pagoda who was about to attack, the old man with white eyebrows bowed his hand and said calmly.

"It's late."

There was a voice behind the mask that could not be heard. Although everyone could not see the face behind the mask, they could guess without looking at it. It must be a face full of sarcasm and smugness.

The long wind swept through, and the surrounding window lattices were like bamboo leaves, and the cold light was coated with the remaining clouds, making them shine brightly.

On the mountainside outside the tower, the strong bow and hard crossbow hidden under the leaves exposed its fangs, and there were only dozens of crossbows, but the crossbows were printed with Taoist talismans. The moment the strings were released, it was Feng Shui thunder and fire arrows.

"Hahaha......"

Green Zhu Weng laughed furiously, and his eyes swept over the masked person in the hall one by one, and a sarcastic look flashed in his eyes: "Are you all accomplices of the tiger?"

The masked ones were silent. Some of them were dukes of a country, and some of them were senior officials in the court. On weekdays, when they met Lu Zhuwen, who was a member of the market, they didn't even bother to raise their eyelids. They turned around to the Nagamen but had to work with them. This gap was not Lu Zhuwen, and the old man Baimei could understand.

The purpose of Nagamen is to kill demons and eliminate demons and benefit the people. This has been the case for thousands of years. The government and the people work together, and even the top-level monsters at the heavenly level have nowhere to hide. Although it is great to surrender talents in one style, everything is beneficial and has disadvantages. Nagamen is the common leader of the government and the opposition. The reason why he was able to work together in the past was because of the hidden monsters in the world, and the other was because of the struggle between secular imperial power and the noble masters. If he did not work together, he would become a piece of loose sand and be seized by the emperor and divine masters, Nagamen would definitely no longer exist.

Nowadays, it is a time-honored era.

The emperor was incompetent and the divine masters left. The superiors in the court in Changmen finally couldn't help but act, using the power of Changmen to make profits for themselves and the families behind him.

"Luzhu Weng's words are very puzzling."

Next to the window frame, the sect leader of Changmen sneered: "I want to take Changmen to an unprecedented peak. You are stubborn and not like-minded. Now there is Lu Feng in the north and Wuxie lay Buddhists in the south. They are all great monsters. You must first eliminate one of them and break the deadlock. Keeping you here will only ruin my great affairs. Since you have arisen from the dust and mud, you will send you back to the dust and mud today. It is both elegant and suitable for the situation. Isn't that great."

After the words came, the masked person in the hall had already stood up, and his own manners were all looking at the Ye Sect opposite. The Ye Sect was not willing to be outdone, and each held the weapons of the Qimen, just waiting for the old man Changmei to speak.

The swords in the hall are tense, and life and death are only in these ten places. If you fall out of the Tower of Wanfa, you will most likely be harmed by a strong bow and crossbow. Of course, it is only the members of the Nagato Ye Sect.

At this moment, the piano music surrounding the beam came from the top of my head.

The song passes through the sunset, as if passing through time, passing through endless wars and dislocations, and penetrates between the jade and quartz outside the eaves of the tower, quiet and peaceful, yet refreshing.

Everyone looked up and saw that there were only a few beams of Nanmu on the roof of the hall. Only the sound of them was heard, and there was no one there.

Although he could not see anyone, everyone in the Nagato who was present knew it was him.

The masked person looked slightly uneasy, while those who were not wearing masks all showed strange faces. The Green Bamboo Man sneered and said disdainfully to the top of the hall: "I'm a traitor, I want to be a good person today. Even if I die, I won't need you to save me!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, as hoarse as if the string was broken, and a light cough sounded. Although it was not as pleasant as the sound of the piano, the musical music was contaminated with the unparalleled rhythm of the world, and the cough could even be kept around.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally stopped. The man’s words of unknown sorrow came in his plainness.

"The ambush has been destroyed, and all the officials can go. If each step takes a step, the sea will be wide open..."
Chapter completed!